Round and round the motions we go.
You get far enough away to breathe and clear your head and you find yourself yearning for something you fought for release of.
You get far enough away to breathe and clear your head and you find yourself yearning for something you fought for release of.
Can you smell it in the air? That strong and potent fragrance? That is betrayal my dear and you are wearing your own 5 star brand.
Designers couldn’t fault the way it lingers for hours just enough to remind you that you are still wearing it and that you mixed it up.. all by yourself.
Designers couldn’t fault the way it lingers for hours just enough to remind you that you are still wearing it and that you mixed it up.. all by yourself.
Au de Triste. Self wearing. Self loving and loathing.
You’ve paid money to exterminate the mistakes in your life, and things that you think you have gotten wrong. But has it ever occurred to you that these are the right things in your life just at the wrong time?
Alas, exhale because what’s done is done and you will be holding your breath for a century to try and calculate the mean average of your mistakes.
Alas, exhale because what’s done is done and you will be holding your breath for a century to try and calculate the mean average of your mistakes.
You want it? You got it. You got it? Then keep it? Just browsing? ..Then get the fuck out of the way so that people who really want something can reach and grab hold for themselves.
Clear the area you selfish addict and let someone take a slice for themselves before they inevitabley decide to eat the whole thing that you could not yet commit to having.
Shoulda woulda coulda. We consume the things in life, or do we release ourselves and let them consume us? In any case.. I think I lost my manual to let go and I’m still using my stabilisers to guide me… I’m not using any one else anymore.
Like a broken arrow. Dummm de dummm.
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